Self Empowered
All Around Awkward.
Calla's POV:
I woke several hours later and checked the bedside clock. 8:15 it read, still early enough to grab some food I suppose. However, the boys might be tuckered out, they could have been worn out from college mid-terms or tests. I'm not really sure how things over here worked but I suppose I'll ask them when I get the chance. I got up and headed into the bathroom in search of a towel. I quickly found a stack and grabbed one off the top, hopped in the shower, and cleansed myself. Trust me, it was much needed. When I hopped out and wrapped the towel around me, I found a hair brush. Must be Harry's... I guess he needs to tame those curly locks of his somehow. It seemed inconsiderate of me to use things without his permission. Even though he has said he had money to spare and would buy me clothes, (maybe his family is rich, who knows?) I made a mental note to get a job so I could carry my own weight. After I had brushed my hair I stepped back into his room in search of clothes.
"Shit." I mumbled. I had forgotten I had no clean clothes to change into. I mean there was always this El girl's clothes I could change back into but I had just showered...I'd like to put something fresh on.
"I'll borrow his clothes just this once, and apoligize profussly when I see him.." I whispered to myself, trying to console my worries. I rummaged through his drawers trying to keep it as neat as possible, but instead tiding up the already messy drawers as I went. I grabbed a pair of his boxers and slid them on, grabbed El's borrowed bra and hooked that on, releasing the towel. I quickly picked it up and wrapped my hair in it, continuing to search through his drawers. I found a smaller plain white T-shirt, given the size of him he probably hadn't worn it in a couple of years. Next I was in search of some pants. After a couple of minuets I was starting to loose hope, all of his jeans were far too big to fit me and his sweat pants too long. I could use some shorts but I'd have to use a belt and it'd still be baggy. Then I spotted a pair of sweats that were supposed to come up mid shin on Harry but went to my ankle, and pulled those on. I saw a navy blue hoddie and threw that on over the t-shirt. combed my hair again and quietly crept out of the room. I heard some whispers from down stairs and followed the sound.
"Hey guys." I said quietly from the door way, looking in on them playing videos games. All their heads shot up to look at me and stared. I was wondering why they were staring and then I remembered I was in Harry's clothes.
"Oh, about this," I said grabbing at the front of my borrowed sweatshirt. "I'm really sorry for not asking and just taking, its just I didnt have any other clothes and I needed to change, after I used the shower..." I said rambling on and drifting off.
"It's quite all right, love." Harry warmly smiled at me and got up. "Would you like to take me up on that dinner date now?" He smirked. I blushed when I heard my stomach grumble. "I'll take that as a yes." He winked at me. "I'll be right there, just let me get my keys and through on some shoes, I'm sure El wouldn't mind if you borrowed a pair of her UGGs, she has so many." I nodded and went to the closet down that hall that he had pointed to, I peared in and there was only one pair of girl boots so these must be what he was talking about. As I was slipping them on, I heard a soft conversation going. I tired to focus on what was being said.
"Damn, why didn't I stay at the club a little longer and play hero?!?!" The irish accented one said, I think Niall.
"Yeah mate, we all feel your pain. Hazza picks up a hot american chick out of no where. Its not even fair. Its like they fall out of the sky and into his lap." Liam said.
"They're right you know, my little Harold. Did you see the way she looked in your clothes?! Now imagine how she would look in mine! I love Eleanor, but if I didn't have her, I'd try to steal Calla away from you." Louis snickered.
"Guys, its not like that. She needs a place to stay and terrible things have happened to this poor girl." Harry said getting defensive.
"But you do think shes hot right?" Zayn laughed.
"I wouldn't be a man if I didn't..." Harry responded quietly, its almost as though I could sense the warmth in his cheeks spreading. I softly giggled and proceeded to call his name as though nothing had happened.
"Harry are you ready?"
"Oh, yeah, coming!" He ran down the hall. I tried to conceal my smile but Harry saw it. At first a look of confusion crossed his face and he cocked his head to the side. Then, He looked from me to the room he had been in, judgeing the distance. Finally, it dawned on him. I had heard what he had said. His cheeks darkened, he grabbed my hand and rushed to the car. Not wanting to talk about what had taken place here.
I woke several hours later and checked the bedside clock. 8:15 it read, still early enough to grab some food I suppose. However, the boys might be tuckered out, they could have been worn out from college mid-terms or tests. I'm not really sure how things over here worked but I suppose I'll ask them when I get the chance. I got up and headed into the bathroom in search of a towel. I quickly found a stack and grabbed one off the top, hopped in the shower, and cleansed myself. Trust me, it was much needed. When I hopped out and wrapped the towel around me, I found a hair brush. Must be Harry's... I guess he needs to tame those curly locks of his somehow. It seemed inconsiderate of me to use things without his permission. Even though he has said he had money to spare and would buy me clothes, (maybe his family is rich, who knows?) I made a mental note to get a job so I could carry my own weight. After I had brushed my hair I stepped back into his room in search of clothes.
"Shit." I mumbled. I had forgotten I had no clean clothes to change into. I mean there was always this El girl's clothes I could change back into but I had just showered...I'd like to put something fresh on.
"I'll borrow his clothes just this once, and apoligize profussly when I see him.." I whispered to myself, trying to console my worries. I rummaged through his drawers trying to keep it as neat as possible, but instead tiding up the already messy drawers as I went. I grabbed a pair of his boxers and slid them on, grabbed El's borrowed bra and hooked that on, releasing the towel. I quickly picked it up and wrapped my hair in it, continuing to search through his drawers. I found a smaller plain white T-shirt, given the size of him he probably hadn't worn it in a couple of years. Next I was in search of some pants. After a couple of minuets I was starting to loose hope, all of his jeans were far too big to fit me and his sweat pants too long. I could use some shorts but I'd have to use a belt and it'd still be baggy. Then I spotted a pair of sweats that were supposed to come up mid shin on Harry but went to my ankle, and pulled those on. I saw a navy blue hoddie and threw that on over the t-shirt. combed my hair again and quietly crept out of the room. I heard some whispers from down stairs and followed the sound.
"Hey guys." I said quietly from the door way, looking in on them playing videos games. All their heads shot up to look at me and stared. I was wondering why they were staring and then I remembered I was in Harry's clothes.
"Oh, about this," I said grabbing at the front of my borrowed sweatshirt. "I'm really sorry for not asking and just taking, its just I didnt have any other clothes and I needed to change, after I used the shower..." I said rambling on and drifting off.
"It's quite all right, love." Harry warmly smiled at me and got up. "Would you like to take me up on that dinner date now?" He smirked. I blushed when I heard my stomach grumble. "I'll take that as a yes." He winked at me. "I'll be right there, just let me get my keys and through on some shoes, I'm sure El wouldn't mind if you borrowed a pair of her UGGs, she has so many." I nodded and went to the closet down that hall that he had pointed to, I peared in and there was only one pair of girl boots so these must be what he was talking about. As I was slipping them on, I heard a soft conversation going. I tired to focus on what was being said.
"Damn, why didn't I stay at the club a little longer and play hero?!?!" The irish accented one said, I think Niall.
"Yeah mate, we all feel your pain. Hazza picks up a hot american chick out of no where. Its not even fair. Its like they fall out of the sky and into his lap." Liam said.
"They're right you know, my little Harold. Did you see the way she looked in your clothes?! Now imagine how she would look in mine! I love Eleanor, but if I didn't have her, I'd try to steal Calla away from you." Louis snickered.
"Guys, its not like that. She needs a place to stay and terrible things have happened to this poor girl." Harry said getting defensive.
"But you do think shes hot right?" Zayn laughed.
"I wouldn't be a man if I didn't..." Harry responded quietly, its almost as though I could sense the warmth in his cheeks spreading. I softly giggled and proceeded to call his name as though nothing had happened.
"Harry are you ready?"
"Oh, yeah, coming!" He ran down the hall. I tried to conceal my smile but Harry saw it. At first a look of confusion crossed his face and he cocked his head to the side. Then, He looked from me to the room he had been in, judgeing the distance. Finally, it dawned on him. I had heard what he had said. His cheeks darkened, he grabbed my hand and rushed to the car. Not wanting to talk about what had taken place here.
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9/19/13